When I wake up tomorrow morning, 28 will have already reared its ugly head and, once again, my life has completely changed direction. My great big spectacular move to England isn't happening at the moment, or perhaps ever, which is a story that I'm not even going to get into, for fear of ending up with the longest blog post ever (and you know how never-endingmy ramblings can be!). Suffice it to say that everything happens for a reason and for whatever reason, here I shall remain. Keep your eyes peeled for a nasty post about immigration lawyers some time in the future, which will shed some light on my sitch.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to new things on the horizon (things which I'm not going to write about here right now for fear of them going the way of the dodo as well) and much like last year, I don't really care about turning 28 because I have so much else going on. Dangerously close to 30? Sure, but my boobs have managed to stay in relatively the same general area as last year, so that's a step in the right direction, right? Be thankful for the small things, I always say!

(While my ass isn't quite where it was in the summer, at least I don't have to wear a bikini in February, so that buys me a little time.)

On Saturday I'm throwing what I hope will be fantastic par-tay for myself in the NYC and a shocking number of people have RSVPed in the positive, so yay to each and every one of them! I totes love my friends.

Now, fingers crossed that my plan to start the night at a Mexican restaurant won't backfire.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

"It would be crazy. Music is what I really want to focus on. I'm not too worried about TV. Music is my life and my passion. I really want to be an entertainer. I feel like so much of what's missing in music right now is that amazing entertainer. I want for people in 20 years to be like, 'Do you remember that Heidi Montag concert? That was the craziest show ever!' I want it to be really fun and memorable." -- Heidi Montag, The Hills.